Musings
Musings
(Internal Labyrinth 1)
Maybe it would be best for me
to remain suspended
in utter
space
Because then these dilemmas
would cease to
present them
selves
Forever numb to emotions
that torment
my brain
WAIT!
Explain this façade, this
undeniable mask
of white
paint.
Be not afraid of the mass
movement of this
utterably earthly
mind.
It is only that the language
i speak is one of
incoherent and mild
prose.
And no soul will return the
call of this dancer’s
spirit, this artist’s
conundrum.
(Internal Labyrinth 1)
Maybe it would be best for me
to remain suspended
in utter
space
Because then these dilemmas
would cease to
present them
selves
Forever numb to emotions
that torment
my brain
WAIT!
Explain this façade, this
undeniable mask
of white
paint.
Be not afraid of the mass
movement of this
utterably earthly
mind.
It is only that the language
i speak is one of
incoherent and mild
prose.
And no soul will return the
call of this dancer’s
spirit, this artist’s
conundrum.